Chapter 1303

Rayan sprinted for ten solid minutes, his legs pounding the earth like pistons as he burst out of the forest. Gasping for breath, he collapsed against a tree, desperately gulping down air. He fumbled for a vial of elixir, gulping it down to restore his dwindling energy and patch up his battered body. "Damn it! That bastard Wyatt is way stronger than I expected. Next time, once I'm fully healed, I swear I'll cut him down!" Rayan spat, seething with frustration. Just as he was catching his breath, a voice cut through the silence behind him, sharp and unmistakable. "Rayan, you slimy coward! I'm here!" Rayan's head whipped around so fast it was a miracle he didn't snap his neck. The shock in his eyes was palpable as if he'd just seen a ghost. It was Wyatt's voice—he'd caught up. No way. Rayan's mind raced. He'd burned through his scales, tapped into his tribe's forbidden speed technique, and pushed his body to the brink. Wyatt shouldn't have been able to keep up. And yet… In the dis